Everyone has a calendar marked with
the birthdays
and anniversaries and special
dates
of must-remember-to-send-a-card
circled
in red ink
or
annotated
with a sticky star.
Well some people do.
I do.
Now we have Facebook to
remind some of us.
March was always a busy time of year in our calendar.
Robin's and lots of family and friends'
birthdays.
And this time of year too.
Two dates close to each other.
27th September
8th October.
Which we often celebrated
by going away
on holiday.
I spent many of my birthdays
and our wedding anniversaries
in the autumn warmth of rural
France
or Spain
or Italy.
First anniversary alone last week.
First hurdle.
Yesterday was second hurdle.
My first birthday
without Robin.
I keep remembering
this time
this day
this date
last year
when I didn't know
they would be
the last.
And now a new date in the calendar.
Approaching soon.
The highest hurdle.
A death day.
It was always marked with a
red circle in my diary anyway.
My brother-in-law's birthday.
And before that
Zambia Independence day.
24th October 2016.
This year
a long mark scored
into the cell wall
of my mind
not crossed out
yet.
Without Robin
but not alone on my birthday
yesterday.
Spoiled with gifts and cards
and messages
and phone calls.
Celebrating at a Food Festival
in European -like sunshine.
Feeling remembered
and treated
cherished
and tenderly
loved.
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